German89
JuiceBoxxx
I give great massages
LMFAO Thanks 9er!!! I'll inquire about labour cost later lol
Muscle Sorness
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LMFAO Thanks 9er!!! I'll inquire about labour cost later lol
German89
JuiceBoxxx
I don't like foam rollers..
Honestly just need to find someone whos able to give me a good massage...
I bought some salts, about to hit the tub shortly...
I pray this works!!
And dapper, thanks for that tip, I'll def keep that in mind for next time...
It's sad that we can deal with any other muscle group pain but, when it comes to legs... I'm such a little bitch.. Doesn't help when I'm standing for nine hours anyways.
Thanks again boys!
German89
JuiceBoxxx
Well I crushed it..
6 Sets leg extension, last set being drop set
Hammie curls... 6 sets... Last one being my max
Then I didn't want to squat so, I decided to focus on leg press 6 sets... Last set being 6plates a side, 11 reps... Then I dropped to, two plates a side, fifty reps, two sets... Then I super set with hack squat, plate a side, twenty reps, feet together..
Theeennn...
Oh the dumbbest move I could've done...
Walking lunges... 100!! Last 40, weighted...
I must've been high or something to not think I would've not been sore the next day...
After my shift at work, I could barley make it up 50 stairs to go change
6 Sets leg extension, last set being drop set
Hammie curls... 6 sets... Last one being my max
Then I didn't want to squat so, I decided to focus on leg press 6 sets... Last set being 6plates a side, 11 reps... Then I dropped to, two plates a side, fifty reps, two sets... Then I super set with hack squat, plate a side, twenty reps, feet together..
Theeennn...
Oh the dumbbest move I could've done...
Walking lunges... 100!! Last 40, weighted...
I must've been high or something to not think I would've not been sore the next day...
After my shift at work, I could barley make it up 50 stairs to go change
JM750
Juice Monkey
No wonder you are all fucked up!
JM750
Juice Monkey
I was in cancun one time at the poolside. And stupid me got into some poolside contest. One of the things we had to do was hold a girl across your arms and squat her as many times as you could. Well, all these other faggots were doing 1/5 squats, and I was doing full squats with this woman. And she was no tooth pick! And I hadn't been working out for a long time. Juiced up on a lot of beer as well. Needless to say, we got up to the mid 30's or so in count. Not bad, I beat everyone in the numbers.
But the next day I could barely walk. And for the next couple of days as well. That was the end of my career entering any of that shit anymore.
But the next day I could barely walk. And for the next couple of days as well. That was the end of my career entering any of that shit anymore.
inhuman2008
juice head
German89
JuiceBoxxx
One year in cuba... They made the guys do a push up contest... FAAAIILLL!!!
I was like.. Fuck, I could've beat them, and I was DRUNK!
inhuman2008
juice head
x100
German89
JuiceBoxxx
Oh... I have something to share before I seriously go to bed...
Maybe this will help understand who I am a little more..
50 things they never told you about being a chef
When people are thinking of taking their first steps into kitchens, many around them are quick to give advice. They will warn of the toil involved, the strength of character and the stamina that are needed, the long hours... But however much warning is given, one is always quick to disregard it and shrug one's shoulders because really, how hard can it be?
In my years working in kitchens I have seen hundreds come and go; eager at the start but quickly disenchanted and just as eager to get out. Only a small percentage of people who walk into the world of gastronomy stay there once faced with this harsh environment.
Below is a list that I compiled of all the realities of day to day life as a chef, based on my own experience as well as on my observations.
What you can expect from making a living in a professional kitchen:
You'll almost always have open wounds on your hands and arms.
You'll never meet new people because your social life deteriorates into non-existence.
You'll find it hard to start relationships because alone time will become a precious thing.
You'll lose your social skills.
Your sense of humour will degrade into the politically incorrect and socially unacceptable.
You'll eventually start swearing like a sailor and you won't even notice yourself doing it.
You'll turn into an anorak/monomaniac and always turn all conversations back to food.
You'll earn a pittance for years/decades.
You'll either lose a vast amount of weight or gain a vast amount of weight.
You'll never ever have a tan ever again.
You won't become famous.
You'll develop a habit, whether it be coffee, cigarettes, alcohol, gambling, cannabis, cocaine, or even red bull.
Your feet will get destroyed.
Your back will get destroyed.
Your hands will get destroyed.
You'll live in a constant state of sleep deprivation, indefinitely.
You'll have to ask your friends to plan everything around your schedule, which is in complete opposition with their availability, because you never know your days off in advance and you probably won't be able to change it.
You'll become of a very highly strung nature
You'll become more prone to temper flare ups
Your awareness of other people's lack of efficiency and common sense will increase and your tolerance of it will decrease.
You'll spend the largest part of your life cooped up in a small, undecorated room with poor ventilation, high temperatures, a lot of noise, humidity, no natural light and no windows, with a small group of people who will become your only social interactions.
You will work longer hours than you ever imagined possible or thought legal.
You will spend all your waking hours on your feet, never getting a chance to sit down even for 5 minutes.
Your shortest work days will be longer than most people's longest, and your longer work days, which make up about half of your working week, will be longer than the average person is awake in a day.
You will not cook gourmet dinners at home. You'll be too tired, and too fed up of cooking.
You will probably start eating mostly fast food and cheap instant noodles.
You will be the subject of abuse, whether physical or emotional. Officially, it will be as a test of character. In reality, it will be as a form of entertainment.
You will end up spending so much time at work that your colleagues will know you better than your partner/family/friends do.
You will meet and form strong bonds with types of people whom you'd previously never even have imagined sharing conversations with.
You will be in a constant state of stress.
You will never be irreplaceable and will be expected to constantly give 110%.
You will always be exhausted.
You will not be allowed to call in sick for a hangover.
You will be expected to place your work before any other part of your life in your list of priorities.
You will never be congratulated on your work.
You will be expected to treat your superiors as absolute masters and never answer back, try to explain yourself, start a conversation, or show any other type of insubordination, even if you know that they are in the wrong or feel as if their behaviour towards you is unacceptable.
It will become very difficult to watch friends cook.
Your mum will stop cooking for you because she feels embarrassed.
You will be expected to cook for family gatherings such as Christmas EVERY SINGLE YEAR. Luckily, at least one year out of two, you will be working on Christmas.
At least one year out of two, and maybe every year, you will work Christmas, New Year's Eve, Easter, Valentine's day, Mother's day, Father's day, bank holidays, Halloween, your birthday, and pretty much every other day of celebration on the calendar.
You will have to work many years in menial positions before attaining any level of authority in the workplace.
The better the restaurant is, the longer the work hours become, the more pressure you end up under, the more unhealthy your lifestyle will become, the more likely you will be to develop a habit, the more competitive the people around you will become, the less sleep you'll get, the less you'll eat etc.
You will constantly make mistakes, and every time you do make a mistake, someone will notice it and make you understand that you are clearly a subhuman because only a subhuman could make such a mistake.
If you are a woman, you will constantly be the subject of misogynist remarks and jokes, sexual harassment, belittlement and remarks about your menstrual cycle.
None of your friends or family will understand what is involved in your work and you will never be able to make them understand.
You will spend vast amounts of money on equipment, books, eating in good restaurants etc, which will leave you with not much money for other things.
You will develop a creepy obsession with knives.
If you are a pastry chef, you will develop a creepy obsession with spoons.
You will get a rash in your arse crack from the mixture of heat, sweat and friction that will not heal well, sometimes get infected, will mostly always be slimy and itchy and will be there most of the time.
If you are the right type of person, you will thank your lucky star every single day for the rest of your life for making you take the best decision you ever did and become a chef. And you will fall in love with your job and never look back.
ENJOY!
Maybe this will help understand who I am a little more..
50 things they never told you about being a chef
When people are thinking of taking their first steps into kitchens, many around them are quick to give advice. They will warn of the toil involved, the strength of character and the stamina that are needed, the long hours... But however much warning is given, one is always quick to disregard it and shrug one's shoulders because really, how hard can it be?
In my years working in kitchens I have seen hundreds come and go; eager at the start but quickly disenchanted and just as eager to get out. Only a small percentage of people who walk into the world of gastronomy stay there once faced with this harsh environment.
Below is a list that I compiled of all the realities of day to day life as a chef, based on my own experience as well as on my observations.
What you can expect from making a living in a professional kitchen:
You'll almost always have open wounds on your hands and arms.
You'll never meet new people because your social life deteriorates into non-existence.
You'll find it hard to start relationships because alone time will become a precious thing.
You'll lose your social skills.
Your sense of humour will degrade into the politically incorrect and socially unacceptable.
You'll eventually start swearing like a sailor and you won't even notice yourself doing it.
You'll turn into an anorak/monomaniac and always turn all conversations back to food.
You'll earn a pittance for years/decades.
You'll either lose a vast amount of weight or gain a vast amount of weight.
You'll never ever have a tan ever again.
You won't become famous.
You'll develop a habit, whether it be coffee, cigarettes, alcohol, gambling, cannabis, cocaine, or even red bull.
Your feet will get destroyed.
Your back will get destroyed.
Your hands will get destroyed.
You'll live in a constant state of sleep deprivation, indefinitely.
You'll have to ask your friends to plan everything around your schedule, which is in complete opposition with their availability, because you never know your days off in advance and you probably won't be able to change it.
You'll become of a very highly strung nature
You'll become more prone to temper flare ups
Your awareness of other people's lack of efficiency and common sense will increase and your tolerance of it will decrease.
You'll spend the largest part of your life cooped up in a small, undecorated room with poor ventilation, high temperatures, a lot of noise, humidity, no natural light and no windows, with a small group of people who will become your only social interactions.
You will work longer hours than you ever imagined possible or thought legal.
You will spend all your waking hours on your feet, never getting a chance to sit down even for 5 minutes.
Your shortest work days will be longer than most people's longest, and your longer work days, which make up about half of your working week, will be longer than the average person is awake in a day.
You will not cook gourmet dinners at home. You'll be too tired, and too fed up of cooking.
You will probably start eating mostly fast food and cheap instant noodles.
You will be the subject of abuse, whether physical or emotional. Officially, it will be as a test of character. In reality, it will be as a form of entertainment.
You will end up spending so much time at work that your colleagues will know you better than your partner/family/friends do.
You will meet and form strong bonds with types of people whom you'd previously never even have imagined sharing conversations with.
You will be in a constant state of stress.
You will never be irreplaceable and will be expected to constantly give 110%.
You will always be exhausted.
You will not be allowed to call in sick for a hangover.
You will be expected to place your work before any other part of your life in your list of priorities.
You will never be congratulated on your work.
You will be expected to treat your superiors as absolute masters and never answer back, try to explain yourself, start a conversation, or show any other type of insubordination, even if you know that they are in the wrong or feel as if their behaviour towards you is unacceptable.
It will become very difficult to watch friends cook.
Your mum will stop cooking for you because she feels embarrassed.
You will be expected to cook for family gatherings such as Christmas EVERY SINGLE YEAR. Luckily, at least one year out of two, you will be working on Christmas.
At least one year out of two, and maybe every year, you will work Christmas, New Year's Eve, Easter, Valentine's day, Mother's day, Father's day, bank holidays, Halloween, your birthday, and pretty much every other day of celebration on the calendar.
You will have to work many years in menial positions before attaining any level of authority in the workplace.
The better the restaurant is, the longer the work hours become, the more pressure you end up under, the more unhealthy your lifestyle will become, the more likely you will be to develop a habit, the more competitive the people around you will become, the less sleep you'll get, the less you'll eat etc.
You will constantly make mistakes, and every time you do make a mistake, someone will notice it and make you understand that you are clearly a subhuman because only a subhuman could make such a mistake.
If you are a woman, you will constantly be the subject of misogynist remarks and jokes, sexual harassment, belittlement and remarks about your menstrual cycle.
None of your friends or family will understand what is involved in your work and you will never be able to make them understand.
You will spend vast amounts of money on equipment, books, eating in good restaurants etc, which will leave you with not much money for other things.
You will develop a creepy obsession with knives.
If you are a pastry chef, you will develop a creepy obsession with spoons.
You will get a rash in your arse crack from the mixture of heat, sweat and friction that will not heal well, sometimes get infected, will mostly always be slimy and itchy and will be there most of the time.
If you are the right type of person, you will thank your lucky star every single day for the rest of your life for making you take the best decision you ever did and become a chef. And you will fall in love with your job and never look back.
ENJOY!
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